::Picnic by the Motorway, by Me::

Let's go eat our lunch by the roadside.

I'll sit on that AAA map

you keep just beneath

the passenger seat

with the Kleenex and pennies and crap.

And I'll try to steal some Pringles,

and you'll try to see my bra.

When a semi drives by,

we'll raise our arms high,

and spit watermelon seeds at the cars.

Your hair will smell faintly of Windex.

And mine looks like spilt lemonade.

And when we lie close,

the thing I like most

is when gravel pops like a grenade.